“He has already paid us two million dollars as a down payment for the property,” he muttered.
My stomach turned because Damian owned a massive construction firm that was currently under active investigation for laundering illicit funds.
My grandmother had long suspected that Mark wanted to use our family land for illegal transactions, which is why she acted quickly before her death.
Weeks before she passed, she legally transferred all her valuable properties to the Abigail Darcy Foundation and named me as the sole administrator.
My greedy family members were desperately trying to steal assets that they could no longer legally access under any circumstances.
My grandmother had also arranged for any attempted sale of these properties to trigger an automatic and rigorous notary review.
Even if they managed to force my physical signature, the transaction would be immediately frozen, and the foundation would receive an emergency alert.
My phone vibrated in my pocket once again, signaling that the fifteen-minute safety timer had officially expired.
